Page 32 of Kitten Kisses

“It sounded sexier in my head.” Alex chuckled.

“Bad attempt at humor?”

“I’ll keep trying,” his mate promised.

He was an all-consuming force that left Slater breathless.

Especially when he ran his fingers over Slater’s stomach, scorching their way across his skin then lower, curling into the waistband of his jeans.

“You searching for something, hummingbird?” he asked, giving Alex a wicked grin.

“I’ll let you know when I find it.” Alex sank his teeth into his bottom lip as his fingers worked the button and zipper of Slater’s jeans.

Slater slapped a hand over his heart. “That was brutal.”

Alex laughed.

The sound drove Slater’s need. His lips were on Alex’s neck, taking him down to the bed. In a single second, Slater had the rest of Alex’s clothes off.

Slater dared anyone to show him a more breathtaking sight than the one he was gazing at. He greedily took it in, worshiping every inch of creamy skin with his eyes.

Alex was the embodiment of desire, his gaze filled with a hunger that could only be satisfied by him. He had to have Alex, taste him, feel that thick cock in his mouth.

Slater didn’t stop moving until he had Alex’s legs over his shoulders and that beautiful ass in the air, feeling more like a wild beast than the snarling tiger inside of him. Alex’s musk drew him in.

Like the scent of the hunt, a carnivore eager for a taste of the thick cock inches from his lips. Alex grabbed the base of his cock and levered the hard shaft toward Slater’s mouth as if daring him to take it.

Slater’s lips moved closer, but he was drawing this out, building the anticipation, waiting to see desperation flare in those blue eyes.

Only the speed of light would have beaten how fast those eyes filled with what Slater had been looking for.

Pretty, raw begging.

He gave his mate’s cock a rewarding lick. Then he was at Alex’s inner thigh, nipping the tender skin, grazing it with the tips of his canines.

His tiger was pushing closer, inching toward the surface. If it came too close, Slater would have to back off. He couldn’t take the chance of it breaking free.

As if his tiger could sense the threat of Slater ending this, he backed down.

He couldn’t wait until his goddamn beast started acting normally again.

Turning his attention back to the temptation filling his arms, Slater used his lips to tease, hovering just barely above Alex’s throbbing cock, tantalizing and torturing at the same time.

He was torturing himself too. His mate’s scent was driving him insane, filling his lungs with the sweetest aroma.

“This is all I’ve thought about since the moment we first kissed.” Slater separated his mate’s cheeks and lapped at his tight hole. A moan vibrated in Alex’s chest, stroking Slater’s ego and egging him on.

He wanted to kiss and lick every inch of Alex’s body, but couldn’t tear himself away from his mate’s hole. He loved the sounds the guy made and how he squirmed. He slid his tongue torturously as Alex’s cries grew louder.

Slater slid a finger inside Alex to the first knuckle. His muscles were tight and the pressure had Slater’s cock aching. He lapped at his hole. Alex cried out and Slater ate up the sound.

He spent the next few minutes lapping and nipping, driving not only Alex insane, but himself. Slater ground his cock into the mattress, enjoying the friction as he sucked at Alex’s balls, kissing his inner thighs, and bathing his hole with his tongue.

Slater wanted to connect with Alex on a sexual level, and on a deeper one, too. He wanted their bond to be even stronger, because this was the man he would spend forever with, and he didn’t want any doubts in Alex’s mind about how much the man meant to him. He’d seen the doubt in his mate’s eyes, seen the hesitation, and Slater was determined to wipe all that away.

He sank his mouth on his mate’s cock, practically tasting the desire and longing in the air between them. The room was filled with the sounds of Alex’s soft moans and gasps of pleasure and the occasional purr from Slater as he devoured his mate’s body.

He drew in the beads of pre-cum then worked a slow, deliberate circle around the head. Alex arched his back, his wails rising higher, as he sank his nails into Slater’s arms, but that just fueled his need. Alex tasted like salt and musk, his arousal coating Slater’s tongue with a delicious tang.

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